Date: Fri, 28 Oct 2011 11:19:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: doned88
Subject: More then a Job
Clark was tired. It had been a long night, but the cash felt good in his
jean's pocket. The shirt he wore rubbed against his chest reminding him of
the work he did. As he moved the denim rubbed against each nipple, still
expanded.
That wasn't the only memory stimulated by what he felt. The phantom cock
feeling, as he heard it called, was evident too. That didn't hurt but he
felt it.
"So work late?" His roommate asked. Steve was a stall, lean guy with hairy
body.
"Yea, they had lots of new products to do" Clark said "but it paid off".
"Yea I saw" Steve said.
Clark looked up. He hadn't expected them to post the video so soon. He was
going to tell both Steve and Taylor about it first.
"Hey Taylor, come in" Steve called and Taylor arrived with a smile that
told Clark they knew.
Taylor, as usual was undressed. The red jockstrap he wore was given to him
by their common employer.
"Guys it's your fault" Clark stammered.
"Right" Steve moved in front of Clark and started typing on the keyboard.
Taylor reached and pulled Clark's denim shirt apart and grabbed his sore
nipples.
"We knew you liked working there and now we know why" He said
Clark struggled but felt his cock respond.
"Leave me alone" he squirmed but not enough to pull completely away. He
cock was demanding he endure it all
The video appeared on the screen and started to play.
Clark watched himself, his now smooth torso used to demonstrate some newly
available sex toy.
"So why aren't you guys doing night jobs?" he had asked months before when
he returned from the apartment he shared with them He had just spent
another evening slinging pizzas at his night job. They were in their final
year of college and working for money for the summer ahead.
"We have a job" Steve smiled as he watched the TV. "Yea good one, I think
you're too uh tight ass for it though" Taylor said.
"Yea they like men not boys" Steve said having to dodge the book Clark
threw at him.
"Fuck you, my face looks like a kid but I'm all man" Clark stood cupping
his crotch and gyrating his hips.
"Yea yea" Steve said
"You know man, they might like a young looking one" Taylor said
Clark liked the way his always near nude roommate freely walked around
their apartment naked or nearly naked all the time. He constantly petted
his own hairy chest and stomach, even his crotch. Clark wished he could go
beyond his fears and sex the guy.
"You think?" Steve said
"Yea here" Taylor jumped up and grabbed his camera phone. "Here let me do
this?"
"What the fuck?" Clark said.
"Man all we do is model stuff for them. It's an internet uh you know
catalog. We put on their stuff pose, they give us cash and that's it"
"I'm not a model" Clark said envisioning the two modeling underwear. Taylor
would look hot he knew, but Steve was a bit overweight and what many would
call a "bear" type body.
"Stand still" Taylor said pushing the button on his phone "Take your shirt
off"
"Fuck off" Clark said.
"Hey wouldn't you like to make what you get from that pizza joint in one
night instead of six nights?" Steve countered finally paying full
attention. "Take your shirt off, pants too"
Clark peeled his shirt off. "OK but pants stay on" he said.
Taylor clicked another shot and showed it to Steve who repeated "pants off,
just underwear"
"Come on man the three of us would be great, different styles, looks"
Taylor said.
Clark stared at the guy wearing his tiny whites. "It looked like Speedos"
Clark thought, "Hell I wear Speedos anyway so..."
He stood there wearing his Calvin Klein snug fits as Taylor told him to
pose, front and back.
"OK we got em. When we go in, we'll ask"
"Might have to shave" Steve said
Clark didn't understand. His face was boyishly smooth to his own
disdain. Even his body was mostly smooth though scraggly hairs were on his
chest and belly.
"You're coming with us" a week later, his roommates told him "tomorrow
night, call in sick or quit that pizza gig"
The goatee man and another much older greeted him. They asked him to
strip. Clark looked up but decided to do as they requested standing there
naked for examination.
"You look good, a nice young college look. That's good. You'd have to shave
all that off" the goateed guy pulled his body hair "Will look better on
camera"
He watched Taylor and Steve posing in the leather shorts, harnesses and
holding other items like dildos, and squirting each other with some liquid
lubricant while they wore leather looking jockstraps.
"Not sure I can do this" he confided "what if my mother sees this?"
"What would your mother be doing looking at FortFake website?" Taylor said
"come-on they want to shave you down"
Clark tried not to get hard as the two men shaved his body as smooth as it
used to be years before. They ran their hands over the newly shaven
skin. They shaped his pubic hair into a triangle. He bent forward as the
razor smoothed his nearly smooth buttocks.
He jumped as a finger ran between them. "Gotta shave everywhere" the guys
said "hold your cheeks apart."
Clark should have known then that there was more to the job then posing for
apparel.
But he soon stood alone and with Taylor wearing tank tops and leather
shorts, lace up underwear, chest harnesses and a rubber cock ring.
"They won't see your face" the photographer said when Clark
hesitated. Taylor put the thing on him, his cock jutted out hard at the
first touch.
"nice dick kid" Taylor said as he snapped the item in place.
The money was all they promised. Clark quite the pizza job and returned
another week with his two roommates.
There were more things to wear like the cock rings that time. "Wear this"
the goateed guy said "and kneel in front of him like you're gonna give him
a bj"
The rubber hood hid his identity. He was naked and hard as he knelt in
front of beer bellied Steve wearing leather and brandishing a flogging
whip.
Clark got used to modeling, to being naked with Taylor and Steve and the
others in the room. They complimented each of the roommates.
And Clark soon put on or let them attach anything to pose for the wads of
cash they got at the end of each session.
The time he even bent forward feeling Steve behind him as if fucking him
was weird but erotic. Nobody said anything about him getting erect feeling
Steve's body pressing as if he were screwing him.
"Make a face like he's fucking you hard" the photographer said "no more"
Steve took a dildo and began to stick it in him. Clark jumped and looked
toward the camera.
"That's it, great" the photographer said
"Hey" he yelled at Steve. "They got he shot, no harm no fowl" he said.
"Now one more thing" they squeezed two rubber cups on Taylors, Steve's and
Clark's chest. The photographer took close up shots of each set of nipples
being pumped.
"Wow, you seem to like that" The man said seeing Clark's cock bouncing up
hard almost immediately. "Triggers huh?" the guy said.
Clark wasn't sure what the man meant, but he thought about the cups on his
nipples a few times afterwards jacking off each time.
The call came four weeks later. Clark listened. The money would be double
they said. He'd wear that hood again, they promised, nobody would know they
said.
"Gotta uh go do some stuff" he said to Steve and Taylor and left the next
evening.
The video showed where he was.
Clark stood there his hands cuffed behind him as another person put tit
pumps on him and adjusted them till the flesh rose and Clark's face showed
the result.
His cock, now shaven totally smooth was jammed into a rubber device that
held his balls and cock tight. His cock already rock hard, seemed to expand
more.
"Shit" Taylor cursed staring at the screen.
His legs were soon raised by another device the company was selling. A
clear shot of his smooth ass, taint and balls filled the screen.
The fingers dove into him and wiggled then pressed a metal butt plug into
place. The camera saw Clark wince and the video recorded the guy urging him
to "relax, let me in"
The plug was yanked out and a dildo replaced it. The wires connected to it
demonstrated an electric device also for sale.
Then the next shot was Clark bending forward, the tit pumps still in
place. His wrists were chained to a pipe already chained to his ankles.
The man, dressed in leather hood, harness and chaps aimed his cock and
pushed forward. For what seemed like several minutes camera shots showed
Clark getting fucked. What one could see of his face showed Clark's
reactions to pain and pleasure.
The next shots were of Clark in their new sling, receiving a dildo while
sucking a real cock.
The cum that splattered on is skin was huge. Then the man took Clark's cock
holding it in a rough surface glove and jacked him with a bubble surfaced
dildo.
Clark's body emitted streams across his shaven smooth body and the titles
appeared listing each product and their price. A still image of Clarks
smiling face and his cum covered body was behind it.
Steve laughed and applauded. Taylor joined in.
"Shit kid we never knew" Taylor said as he messed with Clark's hair like a
little brother.
"Wait here" he said leaving the room.
"So how did they get you to do all that?" Taylor said moving his hands back
to Clark's chest and locating his nipples again.
"Dunno, they uh got the idea when I did that nipple cup shot with you
guys. Saw it turned me on I guess. And they offered me lots of money"
"Hell you're their new star" Taylor was working each nipple and watching
Clark's crotch tent in his underwear.
"Here we go" Steve came back into the room with a box which he put on the
bed. "They gave us more samples"
Clark didn't move as the same pumps that he endured the night before were
put back on his chest.
"Tonight you're gonna have more fun then last night" Steve said
Taylor was naked. Clark saw him holding his hard cock. His head was turned
sideways and the cock moved into his mouth.
"Yea he likes it" Taylor said.
Clark was soon naked himself. Lying on his own bed, he endured Steve
pushing a dildo into him as Taylor put leather wrist and ankle cuffs on
him.
The chain kept his legs and arms upward after Steve fastened it to the beam
in his bedroom.
"Now you're our private model" Steve said replacing the dildo with his own
cock. Taylor moved to the bed on his knees and pushed his cock back down
into Clark's mouth.
They swapped places twice before expelling their juices all over Clark's
body, his open mouth and extended tongue. His cock was sore from their
constant jacking him even after he too came. The second time hurt but his
body spit out what was left inside him.
"Well now we know" Taylor said
Clark lay there catching his breath. "Shit" was all he could say.
"So Taylor, it looks like we have a homo roommate" Steve said "our very own
bitch".
"And he's a good model too" Taylor laughed
"I hear they have some new toys for us to use next week" Steve smiled "a
toilet seat, more dildos, some bondage stuff too, you game?"
"As long as we get to wear hoods" Taylor said "what bout him?"
"Oh I don't think he needs a hood anymore, that boy face will be great
covered in cum" Steve said.
Clark lay there not saying anything, his hand spreading the puddles of cum
and sticking some into his mouth.
After all his mother never would look at the website and the money was
good.